|My baby turned fooooooooooour!|
|My Baby turned thirty-foooooooooour!|
One benefit of our yearly Birthday Barrage is a steady stream of delightful foodstuffs.
|Bread pudding: it's what's for breakfast.|
Annual work picnic? Sure, why not!
Hip downtown restaurant? Don't mind if I do!
|For three full days I have mourned the fact that we did not bring our leftover salsas home with us.|
|The most special corn in all the land.|
|If you put enough garlic and salt into spinach and white beans it becomes a thing upon which I could easily subsist for many months.|
|I made myself use a utensil here, but it took a significant amount of restraint.|
And please note this Birthday Miracle wherein I made donuts that did not look completely disgusting:
Anna you're so big, darling! Adulthood is right around the corner!